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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\"         Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| March 6th, 2009
Chicago, Illinois 11:52 PM Chicago is a bustling city, and a center of attraction for tourists on most nights. Livliness lines the streets. However, there is one section of Chicaago that remains dark and drelict. In this section of the city, on the outskirts, an ominous looking building sat upon its foundation, looking down to the streets below. A streetlight flickers on outside, illuminating this derelict looking structure. It resembled a Train Station, but consisted of three floors, all of which were dark. It wasn't teh stories that were noteworthy, but the sublevels underneath that were the most amazing. Nearly 200 feet deep of space was made for te housing of weapons of destruction, researched and funded by the United States Government. This is the base of operations for the societ known as "Incognito", named after the codename of the man in charge. What Incognito does is, they hire mercenaries. The strongest, most in-tuned mercenaries the world has ever known, in order to carry out various missions across the globe to further the agenda of the Government. New arrivals awaited the man clad in a black suit as he stared out the second floor window. He had sent for them, and they were to arrive tonight. He stroked his goatee thoughtfull as he played with the idea of commanding his new recruits, especailly after all his old ones either quit or died. He was at base 1. Soon. Very soon he thought. This next mission must be accomplished. And they will be the ones to do it. |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 88 days Last activity: 77 days |
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| A blue flash illuminates the windows as a giant hole is blown in the wall in rear of the building as chunks of the structure blow in Icav Ribe Aka Spartan walks in through the newly created hole in the building.He slings his Rifle and his hands venture near his handgun.
"You called. I came." |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| He could clearly the explosion, and feel it as it rocked the foundations. He smirked, and reassured himself.
"That's one." He smoothly got to his feet and walked down the stairs, as he saw his new mercenary face to face. "There was a door, you know. At any rate, it's coming out of your pay. Glad to finally meet you. Do you have your application that I sent you?" He smiled thorugh his sunglasses, a smile deeper than death. This was going to be interesting. |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 88 days Last activity: 77 days |
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| "It can come out of your pay, I am not paying for that. Blame the shoddy construction and take it out of your insurance"
He reaches into his vest and pulls out some bloody papers "Sorry kinda messy...Got into a brawl while filling them out." |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| He took the paper from him calmly and smiled.
"I like your attitude. You'll make a fine addition to our forces. If you don't mind taking a seat in the commons room whhile we wait on our other recruits, what say?" He held out his hand and motioned him to exit into a room on his left, fiiled with elegant furnisihngs and a crimson red carpet. "I always try to make guests feel at home. It shouldn't be much longer now." He folded up the application and placed it in his pocket and felt the draft blow over his face. I do hope that matenience will fix this hole for me soon, he thought to himself. I hope the rest won't be as... explosive.... |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\"  Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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Name: Kara Winchester Codename: Blue Age: 21 Gender: Female Weapons: Zero Point Energy Pistol. Description: Kara is a very swift and agile woman, which has been useful to her many times. She is nearly the spitting image of her father, Brian Winchester, who has just recently retired as a mercenary. Her skin tone could be considered average, not pale, but not exactly tan either. Brown freckles dot the bridge of her nose and across her cheeks, underneath her eyes, just as her father's did when he was much younger. Her eyes are as dark of a shade of brown as they can get, while her wavy, chestnut brown hair falls about her shoulders. As far as personality goes, Kara is 100% woman. She is only confrontational when she has to be. Otherwise, she prefers to use her wit and intelligence to weave her way through situations. However, she is not afraid to get her hands dirty when necessicary. History: Kara's father, Brian Winchester, and her older brother Patrick, who would have been nearly thirty by now, have been a part of the mercenaries nearly her entire life. Patrick, however, went missing mysteriously, only to show up dead months later, just shortly before their father's retirement. No one has been able to figure out wether or not it was duty related... It was Kara's intelligence that ruined the secret. She always had a knack for books and computers and was even able to skip a few grades, thus, graduating from a university by the age of 20. At a very young age, she could figure almost everything about every electronic device placed before her. Therefore, it wasn't long before she knew the computer inside and out. It was then, that she accidentally divulged into her father and brother's secret, making her life never the same again. It was too dangerous for Kara to know the information, so Brian had no choice but to train her a bit, especially in hand to hand combat. As she got older and began to power through high school, it was then that the mercenaries displayed a wholesome interest in her. Kara kept turning them down however, until the incident of her brother's disappearance and death. Then, despite her father's wishes, Kara accepted the invitation with open arms, in order to continue her brother's work. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gently, the door opened and in stepped Kara Winchester, with her laptop strapped over her shoulder. Kara's appearance was very professional-like, yet didn't take away from her youth. She wore a short sleeved white blouce, with her top two buttons unbuttoned. Her navy blue skirt, which wasn't exactly tight fitting, but snug, fell to her knees. She wore stockings that matched her skin tone, along with black boots that came up to her ankles. She scanned the area with her dark brown eyes, until they came to rest upon the mess caused by Icav. A smirk cut across her mouth as she continued scanning the room until she spotted the two men standing there inside. Kara then made her way toward them, not sluggishly, but taking her time. It was her nature to be coy and witty, no matter the situation. Once standing before them, she stopped, but did not say a word. She glanced from one to the other, taking them in and trying to analyze them as much as possible. She then reaches into the pocket on the side of her skirt, and pulls out neatly folded papers. She then hands them over to Incognito, holding them firmly until he would grasp them, and looking him directly in the eyes. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
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| Name: Zhao Ziling
Codename: "Dynasty" Age: 24 Gender: Male Weapons: Sidearm:Colt Python Primary Fire: QBZ-95 Assault Rifle Melee: Himself Description: He grew up in Eastern China, deep within the slums of Shanghai. He always had an amazing skill with athletics and agility, as he used to leap from rooftop to rooftop as a boy. One day his parents no longer had the means to feed him, so they attempted to return him to the world, and he was left to die in the wilderness outside Shanghai. He found his way to a monastary and was taken in, fed, and given room and board. He stayed there until he was 16. During the time he learned the art of Shaolin Kung Fu, practing feriously every day. He decided on his 16th birthday his life would be devoted to martial arts, and went off to learn more styles. On his journeys he learned Capoeira, Ninjustsu, Kenjustsu, and a spattering of Karate. Due to his quick learning and search around the world, he has picked up languages quickly. He can now speak English, Mandarin Chinese, Japenese, Brazilian, French, Thai, and a basic background in German. At the age of 18, he began the life of a mercenary to fuel his searches. All the while he began gaining a name for himself due to his complete stealth and effectiveness. He became a premier assasin, using guns only when needing to. He is sometimes refered to as "The New-Age Ninja", but he dispises that term due to his heritage is Chinese, not Japenese. He took on the name "Dynasty" because the Mandate of the Heavens allowed anyone brave enough to take the throne if the nation was corrupt. He found it fitting for one of such sad upbringings who became one of international renown (Whether or not it be positive). He wears soft black silk over most of himself, as it assists his stealthiness. He also occasionaly wears a Kelvar vest and his rubber action gloves. He deals with a lot of electricity in his field, and when he wears the gloves he can break them. In public he wears a black suit jacket over his silk, and black dress pants. He has messy medium length hair and warm, serene hazel eyes. And he has not paid a visit to the hospital since he was 17. Dynasty walked slowly up the nonconspicious building in the horizon. He had decided to dress up for the occasion, wearing his suit jacket and suit pants over his comfterable stealth suit. He looked well-kept, his short brown hair being obviously recently cut. His face was handsome and clear skinned, and his eyes shone a dark mysterious brown. He adjusted his tight leather gloves as he circled around back. He noticed the gaping hole and giving a kind under the breath chuckle. He walked in quietly through the hole, his footsteps almost completly silent. "Huh." He reached into his left trenchcoat inner pocket and pulled out papers in perfect condition and folded only once horizantally. He gave them to Incognito without delay and backed up against the wall, folding his arms. "So, what's up with the wall?" |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| EDIT: Cairoi ninja posted me.
He looked through his shaded glasses to her and admired her calm complexion. An aluring woman. Could she really be a deadly mercenary? He smirked at the thought of her kicking ass on the battlefield. "Miss Kara Winchester. Welcome to my organization," he stated calmly as he took the papers out of her grip. "Please; make yourself comfortable. Perhaps you'd be interested to speak with Spartan, your new ally. Now, I must wait on my other arrivals, so if you need anything..." He glanced over his shoulder as he walked away from them, "Feel free to ask." As he made his back to the entrance, he noticed the stealth agent in the trench-coat holding his papers out. "My goodness. You almost startled me. Good to see you made it... Dynasty." he said after reading his name on the application. "Do come in. You're the third one so far. Only several more to go. Then I can brief you. Please; have a seat in the commons room and converse if you wish." He looked over his glasses to his new recruit. "I look forward to seeing how well you progress with us." (Last edited by The Shredder on 06-30-06 05:17 PM) |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| Kara turned to see who had just entered the room. After eyeing him for a moment, giving him a quck analysis as well, she offered him a warm smile. Then, she turned back to Incognito, just as he began walking away.
"Just how many of us have you hired?" A coy smile spread across her lips, as her words came out cool and slow. "And I do hope that I am not the only woman here on this mission." (Last edited by Katana on 06-30-06 05:15 PM) |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 88 days Last activity: 77 days |
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| Icav looks at the two new comers, studying Zhao.
Icav walks to withing a few feet of Zhao. "The hole was my doing,I have a tendancy to not go through doors...its what people expect. Hard to get ambushed if you make your own way." |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| Kara quickly turned her attention to Spartan. She placed a hand to her slender waist and shook her head.
"Making your own enterances is also an easy way to get caught." Her smile never left her face as she spoke and she retained her previous tone as well. She then walked over to the pair, her boots clicking softly against the ground and her hair swaying as she moved. She didn't stand directly between them, but by the time Kara stopped moving, Dynasty was to her left and Spartan was to her right. "The name's Blue." She states matter-of-factly, "...or Kara...whichever you gentlemen prefer." She adds, slyly. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| "My dear, I can't exactly say for sure how many other women will come. I don't know how many will take up the offer" he replied with a flat kind of apathy in his voice. It was a ligt kind of voice, almost a nice, kind voice. It didn't match his appearance at all, but he simply smiled at the girl, and turned back around, and pulled a cigarette out of his front pocket, as well as a match, and lit it up, blowing smoke into the night. (Last edited by The Shredder on 07-01-06 05:28 AM) |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| Kara didn't even wait for the two to reply. She knew they'd have time for more introductions later. She gave them a slight but polite bow and made her leave, following after Incognito. She didn't stop until she was standing directly in front of him. For once, she did not smile, but her expression was rather soft, which also wasn't part of her usual demeanor. Not since her brother had gone...
After the drag, Kara reached up and gently took the cigarette from his posession. She then tosses it down and grinds it into the ground with the tip of her boot. "Don't you know those things will kill you?" She asks, almost as though it was rehtorical, because she didn't even bother to give him time to answer. "Why I've been pestered into this in the first place..." She pauses, looks Incognito directly in the eyes. "You are fully aware that I am not as capable as perhaps these gentleman are, I am sure." She continues, cocking an eyebrow along with her statement. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| He smiled at her through his shades. He couldn't care less about the cigarette.
"Are you perhaps... Reconsidering joining us? If so, then whatever for, my dear?" |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| Kara couldn't help but laugh. She turned her head to the side as she laughed and placed a hand to her lips as strands of hair fell across her face.
"Reconsidering?" She replies through chuckles. "Sir, if somewhere inside, I didn't want to be here, I wouldn't be. Besides, I've got an old man back home to keep on his toes." She then straightened herself up, gently swishing her hair out of her face with a flick of the wrist. "I just wanted to be sure that you didn't get your hopes up." She says, her tone becomming serious. She paced a slow circle around the man as she spoke. "I am in no way helpless...but defense and offence are two completely different things." |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| He put his hand on her shoulder, and lifted his glasses up, revealing kind eyes behind the ubsequeous shades.
"We'll worry about that after your first mission. Then I'll be able to assess how well you work. Alright? Now, if you don't mind..." He took out a cigarette again, and lit it with another match. "I'd like to finish this one," he said with a smirk. |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| The corner of Kara's mouth twitched as though she were about to smile, but she held it in. She looked up at him with her brown eyes and gave a curt nod. Without another word, she then turned and made her way back inside with Spartan and Dynasty. | |||
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
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| Dynasty stared at the back of his gloved hand, his mind pondering how many people had been slaughtered by it's touch. He was mostly oblivious to the world around him, but his instinct was still about him. If anyone tried to make a move, he'd be ready.
"So, Incognito, I'm getting bored. Care to indulge us on our mission?" |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 88 days Last activity: 77 days |
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| Spartan follows the group focusing on Kara.
"Maam...I cant help but think we have met before...You pistol...Is one of my Design...there are not many on this planet...I dont ever leave them lying around. Do we know eachother through a mutual friend?" Spartan flicks his right wrist and a small derringer seemingly appears into his hand. His hand blurs down to the holster on his left thigh and draws the pistol there. |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| It was as though something went through Kara as Spartan spoke. She flinched, and then suddenly went tense.
"It was given to me..." Her voice came out broken slightly, but it was Spartan's polite tone that enabled her to quickly regained her composure. Slowly, she lifted the gun from the holder at her side. A smile spread across her lips as she said. "It was given to me by someone very important...but if I'm not supposed to have it..." Her voice trailed off at the end of her statement. She extended her hand carrying the pistol toward Spartan and looked him directly in the eyes. |
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